Berlin

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I want to lay against the milky denim of the sky before I settle carefully over the edges of the buildings before I melt to flow along the streets and spill my waters into the park lands and green places. I'll flow along the tracks and take the electricity
into me, give it back
into the peoples and they,
full knowing totally oblivious
will move to the song I sing,
dance with the abandon of determination
and speak their languages,
blowing breath back up
to the heavens
where I'll return to rest
and suck it into my mouth.